In Starbucks at the hospital day before yesterday, standing in line. A fellow worker at the hospital catches my attention, says, “I’m reading METAL MAN WALKING. I love it. I love the way you write.” Then she mentions Dan Brown – I think – and says a few more wonderful things about my writing and my novel that sort of float up over my head and around or through my ears into and out of my brain so that I’ve no idea what else she says.
Now, all I need are more readers!